Tina [switching off the vacuum]: I dropped some spices on the rug this morning so I was just making sure to clean it up. Besides, it is weekday. People should be up and away to work already. That said, why are you lounging around watching TV instead of getting ready for work?” she said, noting he was wearing only the pants of his Armani suit without a dress-shirt.

Eric [whining]: “Tina…I was just trying to catch the news. Looks like the Blackbeast has struck again, and this time at your school!”

Tina [turns around, practically screaming]: “What? Who?! I am so sick of this Blackbeast. Why hasn’t the police caught the sick bastard yet?”

[news] “…Now remember, the Blackbeast derives her or his name from the long black coat she or he wears along with a black scarf, and leaves a black glove at the scene of the crime. If you see or suspect someone that fits this description, immediately contact the police. And remember to keep your children close and safe at all times, especially in public. That’s all on this news…”

Tina Kennard, now Tina Lively—had a Masters in Fine Arts from the New York Film Academy but after a terrible mishap in her life, chose to get a teaching credential and left her tough demanding career as a producer in Broadway. She didn’t regret it—Tina got to spend time around young children—teaching them, harvesting their young talents and creative minds, drawing out their energy and passion—things she couldn’t do with her own children, ever.

Eric [moving close to Tina and rubbing her shoulders affectionately]: “Now now, just relax. I am sure we will get him or her very soon. And by the way, shouldn’t you be getting ready to go to school?” He turned her around and kissed her forehead.

Tina [calms down somewhat but is still distracted]: “Eric, take off your pants please,” she said softly looking up into his deep brown eyes.

Eric looked at Tina somewhat confused: “Take off my pants, here?!”

Tina: “Yes of course Eric. Just take them off please, we don’t have much time and I need it.”

Eric was momentarily stunned by Tina’s request. They didn’t exactly have the most spontaneous and exciting sex life. Many times he would come home and want to make love, only for Tina to turn him down, citing exhaustion or just her not being in the mood. In fact, as far as Eric could remember, Tina was rarely ever in the mood—she didn’t particularly enjoy sex as much as he did, which somewhat bothered him. He had actually considered sex therapy at one point—but Tina was too shy and reluctant to take their problems in the bedroom to a stranger. Eric suspected that her lack of sex drive was due to the fact that they couldn’t have children together. So for her to request sex in the kitchen totally shocked but then excited him a great deal.